CHAPTER 107
This is so, so stupid. Cooper kept glancing at his rearview mirror, expecting to see blue lights. Which was...ridiculous. Skipping class wasn't exactly a crime. And he was eighteen, for crying out loud. What could the school administration do? They could call your mother. Which...yeah. That would be pretty bad. Cooper shifted in his seat and inched his foot down on the gas, encouraging the speedometer to wiggle over forty. The last four days had been absolute hell. For once, his world wasn't completely falling to pieces—and yet, he'd never felt more alone. Venus still wasn't speaking to him. Calla had gone radio silent. And Vincent was...complicated. Cooper had managed to avoid him that afternoon at the Diner, but things had changed between them. Even the simplest conversatio
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